The Taste Of India

God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta love the sweet taste of India Blame it on the beat of the drum God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta know that's what's gotten into ya Any cat man do when it's done Oh yeah she's got that kind of love incense That lives in her back room And when it mixes with the funk, my friend It turns into perfume When you are born you're afraid of the darkness And then you're afraid of the light But I'm not afraid when I dance with my shadow This time I'm gonna get it right To think of what I'll get tonight Just lookin' for a little taste (a taste of India) She'll steal the smile right out of your face Her yin and yang is just the thing She's unpredictable, my friend God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta know that's what's gotten into ya Any cat man do when it's done It's like your first taste love of vindaloo That sets your heart on fire And if you let her stuff get into you It will be all that you desire When you make love to the sweet tantric priestess Drinkin' the bliss of delight But I'm not afraid when I dance with her shadow The time I'm gonna get it right She's gonna whet my appetite Just lookin' for a little taste (a taste of India) She'll steal the smile right out of your face She's a friend of mine, she's a concubine The sweetest wine, I gotta make her mine God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta love the sweet taste of India Blame it on the beat of the drum God I love that sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta know that what's gotten into ya Any cat man do when it's done Just think of what I'll get tonight She's gonna whet my appetite Just lookin' for a little taste (a taste of India) She'll steal the smile right out of your face

If you don't have no money You won't get no honey It just keeps on growin' The money is flowin' ... If you don't have no money You won't get no honey It just keeps on growin' The money is flowin' (Indistinct) End

A taste of honey Tasting much sweeter than wine I dream of your first kiss And then I feel upon my lips again A taste of honey Tasting much sweeter than wine I will return, yes I will return I'll come back for the honey and you Yours was the kiss that awoke my heart There lingers still, though we're far apart That taste of honey Tasting much sweeter than wine Oh I will return, yes I will return I'll come back (He'll come back) For the honey (For the honey) And you

Your ailing cries, reach my deaf ears* And your longing sighs, caress my heart Unquenched by your helpless tears What do you hope to summon by these hopeless feats? What secrets darken your fair brow, And of make silvery slithering serpents, leak? Do you seek salvation, cast aside Perchance drifted in by the wayward tide? Perhaps it's a kindly saviour, betrayed? Whose own blood was drawn to allay To satiate your pain, as you craved For his own, to strike his heart and remain... The aconite taste of treason, still lingers on my lips. And my blood is yet painted fresh on your delicate finger tips. Sweet memories, rotted and quickly turned to dust... As my black heart, fast catches rust I wonder do you sing to him, like you did for my ears? And do his able shoulders hold your everlasting tears? As mine did, along with those fatal shears That -my kind lover- you bequeathed. What of your heart? mine's abdicated mistress Does it house my orphaned image still? Or is it host for another's, oh faithless! How dare you wear her face? and how can you speak in her tongue? She who slumbered at my side... and for whose beauty, I longed Standing before me is but a scorned, aged reflection An empty vessel, void of her tender affection And as with the last rays of the drowning, witness sun I kiss goodnight and goodbye forever, my beloved one.